She's two dogs in one and will warm your heart from the start! Franny, aka Fawn, has the face of a Beagle and the body of a basset! Franny is at least six year old who is black and white with touches of brown! She's house-broken, crate-trained, and learned the doggie door in 24 hours!

While a little guarded with other dogs when it comes to food, she's not an obsessive barker nor a counter cruiser. Franny also doesn't get on ANY furniture but loves her pillow bed in front of the fireplace! She has to lose a few more pounds, but nothing good walking won't handle. She's already lost 12 lbs!

Franny also takes one thyroid pill with her breakfast each day. Her diet consists of a cup of "light food" twice a day! With the cute face of a beagle and the legs and body of a basset, Franny is bound to please the dog-lover in anyone!

Franny

I have the privilege today to introduce to all of you Basset Hound lovers out there good ole 8 year old Bubba! Now I bet you can guess just from his name what he is like: a big, cuddly, easy-going, "not-the-first-hound-out-of-the-kennel" type of pooch ... well, that's where he's got you fooled right off!

He's a drop-dead gorgeous, healthy tri-colored basset with a winning deep bark, but he's a tricky devil, it's true, and he needs a strong leader with a sense of humor and very firm determination. That is the only kind of master who will be able to enjoy a fabulous and entertaining life with "The Bubba."

He is beautifully "put together", always posed as if on cue for picture taking. You'd think he would never be naughty! When he fancies a treat, he gives his paw with a winning, soft look that melts your heart! He rolls over for a belly rubs and invites you to stroke his soft fur ... but watch out!! here "The Bubba" is testing you!If you are a timid person or like to spoil your basset, "The Bubba" is apt to take over and do what he wants. He'll show you who's boss by "talking back" and refusing to go into his crate at the appropriate time. His foster mom was a little intimidated at first by his behavior, but as soon as she asked her canine police friend for assistance, Bubba politely obeyed. All it takes, it seems, for "The Bubba" to behave is for him to be convinced that you have a stronger will than he has and to keep a straight face when he pulls his antics.

Because "The Bubba" is so cantankerous, he will be receiving special sessions in the upcoming weeks from a highly respected trainer in the St. Louis area. (We hope that his Foster Mom will not require counseling as well!) "The Bubba" needs to work, but is improving already on his house training (due to his disdain for the crate) and probably will need to be an only dog in a house without children. We do not know how "The Bubba" would react around a cat but we are not overly optimistic.

Please stay tuned to the further adventures of "The Bubba" and see if GABR can make this hound dog see reason. It is all for his own good !

Bailey

Levi

“Drama, drama, drama!” That’s what describes my life lately.

I was a relatively happy, if underfed and ignored 10 year old red and white basset girl, living in a typical chaotic middle class home, when all of a sudden my human family had to “downsize.” That meant I had to find a new place to live. So off to a strange animal hopital! There, after one quick goodbye to my chunky canine brother, they put a mask over my nose, and I woke up later with funny feeling teeth and a few scars from where they’d removed some skin lumps.

Boy did I feel dopey and confused! An odd looking man who was very excited and whose name was Don picked me up and took me home to stay in his house with a bunch of GABR rescue bassets. I slept in a soft chair there for a couple of days and it was nice. I pooped on Don’s carpet because I was still recovering from the operation but he didn’t yell at me or anything, he just got out a big machine and poured out a lot of chemicals every where.

Don got all teary-eyed one day soon after and gave me to a lady named Ann who smelled like a big bouquet of flowers. She took me to her house to stay with her basset Otis who is also a GABR rescue. Ann now takes me to work at her flower shop nearly every day and I critique her art. That’s lots of fun. At home I sleep in Ann’s bed or in her mother’s bed, I can’t decide which one I like best. I am very limber/agile so it is no trouble to jump right up and find the softest pillows.

Ann takes me for walks outside and it is nice to stretch my short legs and get so much attention. She also feeds me as much as I want to eat as I am rather thin. It is a lovely feeling to be full, don’t you think?

I love all people and other dogs; I crave attention and cuddles. I am house trained too of course. I have not been around cats but I am not aggressive at all so it is unlikely that I would turn into a raving beast around these creatures. I am wonderful with children as they were an integral part of my past life.

Now I am happy living in downtown St. Louis, but my final destiny yet awaits. I am excited when I think about the family who will see my picture, read my story, and decide that I am the basset for them. Maybe You are the one I will live with Forever!

Hi Everyone! My name is Luke, and my foster mom says I am a handsome 8 year old boy. I have settled into my foster home quite well and am now enjoying the change of season! There are two other basset hounds that live in this house - they are my pals, and we enjoy chasing and roughhousing together. After playing, I enjoy a nice rest on the couch or the floor. I’m not too picky when it comes to nap time.

During the day, I stay crated while my foster parents go to work. I am perfectly house trained, though: just the other day my foster parents left me out of the crate for a few hours and I didn't have an accident or anything! OK, I did move a few objects around the house, but that's not such a big deal, is it?

It's true, I have a curious nature and can't help peeking over the kitchen counter when I smell something extra yummy. My foster mom nudges my paws, and then I get right back into line! I haven't actually snatched any food yet, I guess I'm not as fast as I look.

Despite my minor flaws, my foster parents are really attached to me. They even let me sleep in bed with them at night! I think I would make a great addition to just about any family interested in basset hounds, although my foster family hasn't observed me around human children and cats.

It's true that I am 8 years old, but I still have plenty of love to give. I hope to hear my foster mom talking about a forever home soon. She assures me that I am a good boy and will find a terrific family that appreciates my truly fine qualities.

Luke

There I was, a 9 year old basset sleeping peacefully on some dank barn hay, when I heard a strange “click.” I lifted a heavily-wrinkled eye brow and stared straight into the wrong end of a rifle. “Thunder,” I thought, “you’ve drooled your last dribble.”

Just then a wild looking lady I call the Angel of Mercy whacked the rifle man upside the head and said a bunch of unmentionable words. She grabbed me by my ratty collar, hoisted my rear into the back of a pickup, and next thing you know I was under the merciful care of Guardian Angel Basset Rescue.

Wow did I land on all four of my giant paws! I learned quickly what “inside” meant, and the vets in Belleville, IL, gave me medicine to stop my ears from throbbing. They also dosed me up to thin out my bile and to top it off deprived me of my male parts (!) including my infected scrotal skin that was dragging on the ground. Today I feel like a new hound dog and I like it!

Now I stay with a very nice foster mom and her grandson. He is my very special 3 year old pal and gives me hugs and kisses on my big black nose. I love all human attention in fact and sleep in bed with with my foster mom.

There are lots of other dogs here at my foster home. I am content usually observing their antics from afar on the couch. I am the perfect gentleman and work hard on my potty training; I get it right about 90% of the time. My foster mom doesn’t crate me, and I have no accidents at night. No one has ever seen me around cats.

Guardian Angel Basset Rescue has saved my life once, won’t you help me out yet again and offer me a forever home? My foster mom says I am lovable, loyal and true. I will be forever grateful if you let Thunder be your number one pal!